paroles de chanson Belly of the Beast (feat. Chronixx) - Joey Bada$$
Dangerous,
dangerous
These
niggas
can′t
hang
with
us
hang
with
us
Nigga
we
dangerous,
dangerous
My
nigga
we
I
swear
all
my
life
I
been
around
crips
and
bloods
Crips
and
slugs,
the
trigger
happiest
thugs
Claiming
the
slums,
and
all
the
hoods
that
they
from
Too
much
of
the
some,
got
it
twisted
up
blinded
in
a
rat
race
Cash
straight,
the
fake
kill
jake,
the
snakes
too
late
My
eyes
dilate,
and
I
could
tell
them
how
he
strafe
Coming
at
me
sideways,
get
straighten
up
Don't
deflate
it
up
gimmie
the
bucks
my
cash
wrinkling
up
Looking
back
in
the
days,
amazed
Cause
the
lab
rat
done
made
it
out
the
maze
Still
feel
caged,
enraged
though
Used
the
underground
railroad
like
a
runaway
slave
Broke
off
the
chains
still
runway
fresh
Got
you
on
that
mental
plane
with
my
project
jet
I′m
two
steps
above
that
nimbus
cloud
My
limit
is
low,
when
I'm
smoking
on
that
loud
Focus
in
the
now,
when
the
lotus
is
around
It's
the
Brooklyn
sound,
a
pro
found,
Biggie
would
be
proud
about
But
I
don′t
need
a
vet
to
even
shop
me
out
Punchlines
pack
a
Pacquiao
they
can′t
box
me
out
Big
up
big
up,
it's
a
stick
up
stick
up
Niggas
hit
a
nigga
quick
if
he
hiccup
hiccup
Big
up
big
up,
it′s
a
stick
up
stick
up
Niggas
hit
a
nigga
quick
if
he
hiccup
hiccup
Tell
me
what
them
know
bout
the
Badmon
named
Jozif
Women
come
around,
I
look
em
down
like
they
don't
know
shit
Word
around
the
town
is
that
they
got
the
match
explode
it
I′m
a
child
of
the
city
Son
of
the
streets
And
it's
just
a
pity
They
not
tough
like
we
And
things
not
look
pretty
When
we
got
to
eat
Things
get
much
deeper
Deeper
and
deeper
And
I
survive,
thank
the
father
Feel
like
I
was
raised
by
[?]
for
nada
Had
to
keep
calm
and
hold
ma
corner
Cause
a
stray
gun
shot
if
you
cross
the
border
Pro
Era
teach
them
the
pros
and
cons
Of
living
in
a
city
with
a
thousand
dons
A
thousand
ghetto
youths
with
a
thousand
guns
Cold
hearted
killers
with
frozen
lungs
But
praise
rastafari
we
wheel
and
come
again
Know
I
Nyabinghi
sit
know
we
the
drummer
dem
Dem
ammunition
are
tougher
[?]
Lightning
and
thunder
are
the
[?]
Pro
Era
teach
them
the
pros
and
cons
Original
Chronixx
and
Joe
Badmon
No
King
Selassie,
we
have
the
golden
crown
Get
ready
for
the
shift
we
are
the
chosen
ones
I′m
a
child
of
the
city
Son
of
the
streets
And
it's
just
a
pity
They
not
tough
like
we
And
things
not
look
pretty
When
we
got
to
eat
Things
get
much
deeper
Deeper
and
deeper
1 Save the Children
2 Greenbax (Introlude)
3 Paper Trail$
4 Piece of Mind
5 Big Dusty
6 Hazeus View
7 Like Me (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)
8 Belly of the Beast (feat. Chronixx)
9 No. 99
10 Christ Conscious
11 On & On
12 Escape 120
13 Black Beetles
14 O.C.B.
15 Curry Chicken
16 Run Up On Ya (Bonus Track)
17 Teach Me (Bonus Track)
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